Analysis of A Riot within

In my mind there’s a riot happening,
so starring at you without shifting my eyes would convince anyone that I’m looking straight at them,
but in reality you are far from my thoughts
and visually in my sight you are just a dot.

I have a plot filled with a different forces of wave’s.
This Frustration is a great surfer riding on boiling water, leaking out from it’s pot it once stayed in
along with many other form of emotional condition
Life is wanting me to be addicted to these problems.
but I cannot because how I feel is hollow.

If you would come close to me you would smell the anxiety that’s left on my skin.
Constantly I been going through hell,
Constantly moving through it until I reach the end to exit.

Not only have I got judge but punished by strangers,
who expect me to learn from their methods of power.
Well I wish death could be air born from just yelling the word die to anyone that have upset my life.

The riot is happening the cards are dealt.
I declare war on any floor because my mind is set.
My control over my mind is strongly at a loss the universe energy is becoming the boss.
My thoughts triggers my heart turning it cold.
The riot is happening and it’s all personal within side as I travel this road.